Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1887-10-19
Her Love Revealed, o. True TO
Her COlors-

81 shall never dare say word to her
now" said Robert Dale 70 his sister
Il should have offered myself before
she had all the money left TO her. HOW
can DO il nOwt"
'sWeIl, YOU were going TO propose, y
said FIOrrie; $50 don't see why you
should have such foolish pride Just be-
cause she has had a little money left To
her.
Mabel Wynue was the village school
teacher and Robert Dale and she had
been intimate friends for years Ihe
sudden accession OF riches, however
did not turn her head or cause her TO
desert her old friends. She began, how
ever. 10 build an elegant house that
was the talk OF the town
one day she stopped at the old Dale
farm. and Robert Dale was in hutter
Of excitement, vsiieh he could hardly
conceal
- want YOU two to come up and see
my new house tomorrow he Glen
5 a very pretty place, you Will ind
Mabel Wynue stayed and spent the
evening at the Dale farmhouse. She
and Florrie sang sweet duets 70 the
.ccompanimeut Of Roberts violin
They talked Of old times and new.
And when at last Robert returned from
seeing Mabel home FlOrrie, clapped her
lands gleefully.
s.Oh. Rob, - she cried, ''isn't it nice
To have Mabel here once mOrer"
And Bob's smile did her heart good
The next day, however, things as
sumed a new a-pect. Robert ana FLOR
rie walked up through the wood TO the
beautiful new house whose stalned-gllSs
easement commanded 50 rare a view o.
hillside, woodlands and distant winding
river. Mabel vas standing on the
pOrtico. .,
s,ZXaIJ through all the rooms with me-
TT.rp IL the librlry-I want Roberts
rlca about fitting that up and here
ara the drawiug-roOms, Florrle AMI
must decide about those; for, 10 tell you
me truth''-aud she cOlOred pluker than
lie heart OF a ro,,-''I am going TO be
mgurjv'
FIorrie started back with little eN-
cIamatiou: Robert stood calm and quiet
as one of the marble statues in the ves-
..NTarrfedr' FIorrie cried; ''Ind not
tn .uaie IN me, Oh, Mayi'
..TeU me" slid Mabel, ''shall We
furnish the drawing in blue ami
silver. or pink and gOldE And my
rp,us shall be the south one, or the
suite looking out over the rivers And
Bob must have the vestIbuleS furnished
,o suit a mans taste. / shouldn't like
to have my husband crIticise them
when ne comes. VIII you 10 this 70
me. Bob. because Of our old friendship.
Oh, don't look So solemnly at mel /
know / am asking great deal, but l
thought | could depend on YOU
You can, - he answered. quietly.
Come out and look at the sun-dlal
ON the south lawn" added Mabel.
''Florrie has run upstairs To see the
river from the observatory, We wont
wait for her, because, Bob, want to
tell YOU a secret. W
Would not your husband he the
proper person to coniide in, Mayt' lie /
asked
sIn this case, no, Bob,'' she cried. |
Listen to me. | love this man with 1
M NV sOul-this husband that Is 10 be
and he loves me-. ~
Naturally" " observed Robert, set
ting his teeth.
But he does not dare to tell me so.
He thinks, don't you see. that L am an
leireSs. Well, So | am; but l am a
woman, nevertheless, and | love him!
Is my wretched money TO part US? II (
20, VIII fling it all into TIVE ocean, and
begin life anew Is - begS lrl- Now,
Bob. what shall l dug 3 for this
that l have sent for you ~ come here.
Answer me quIcklys'
'TeI him all, - said Robert huSkily. |
- For Gods sake, do not break his heart I
for So trtling cause as thiSl'
Mabel's cheeks crImSoned, her eyes |
fell To the ground.
IL have told him." she murmured, |
''within this hour. "Oh, Robert, !
Robert! have l said too much?'
MY May, my own darlingl' cried
Dale. ''And to think that this miser
able false pride of mine failed to meas
ure the nobility of your virtue!"
When Florrie came down from the
observatory to the marble sun-dial,
where the minutes were measured of
by sunshiue-ah, how appropriate it
seems Just now. this division of timel-
Bob and Mabel were sitting side by side
ON a rustic bench, and there was some
thing IN their faces that betrayed the
truth as once.
"You have discovered our secret,
little sister, said he,
FlOUrie uttered a cry of Joy.
"Oh, May," she said, Is it ROb2n
"COuld IL be anyone else than Bobr'
Mabel whispered, her sweet eyes full Of
loving light.
And then Florrie, the .mendacious
little gypsy, declared that she had
known il all along. IL wasn't bit OF
a surprise To her. Everybody had seen
It but Bob; and Love was proverbially
blind.